Ok this is my first attempt at a fic so sorry if it sucks. I know its really short but I just need to get the story started. Monica and Chandler are together but just boyfriend and girlfriend. I don't own anyone or thing in this story Enjoy and please review

Chandler walked into his apartment after a long stressful day at work. His appearance was less than great. His face pail in exception of his flushed feverish cheeks and his under eyes dark from lack of sleep. He walked over to his chair and plopped down. Joey, who up until this point was engrossed in watching TV, looked over and immediately noticed his friend's disheveled looks. "You ok man? You don't look so hot." "I've been better." He replied his voice hoarse. After hearing their timer go off Joey got excited. "Baywatch baby! Now if that doesn't make you feel better than I don't know what will." He said turning his attention to the TV once again. Chandler tried to pay attention but the task was very difficult for him. His head was so congested it felt detached. "Man Pamela Anderson is hot!" Joey exclaimed. Before Chandler could respond he sneezed. "Bless you" Joey replied. He sneezed three more times before he finally said thank you. "Dude take some medicine and just go to sleep, you'll feel better." Joey offered. "You're right." He replied walking into his room shutting the door behind him. Within two minutes chandler was sound asleep.

Meanwhile the rest the gang came over for their annual Friday night movie. "Where's Chandler?" Monica asked. "Sleeping, he didn't feel good." Joey answered. Without saying anything Monica got up and waked into Chandler's room without knocking. She walked over and sat on the side of his bed placing a hand on his forehead. He felt very warm, but nothing to worry about. She sat there for a while just looking at him. Even when he was sick he was the cutest person in the world to her. When ever Monica felt depressed or sick He was always there to comfort her and make her feel better, but now the roles were reversed. He rarely let her baby him, except for when he was sick only because she liked to do it so much. He started to stir, then finally work up. He flung the blankets off his body. "It's so hot." He said his voice almost absent. "Aww baby you really don't feel well do you?" Chandler just shook his head no, regretting that decision because it made his aching head ache more, if that was even possible. His lungs were burning, his throat was soar and his nose was stuffed. This was the worst he felt in a long time. Luckily he had Monica to nurse him back to health